Tradução: Círculo de los niños muertos. No hay tolerancia para el silencio.
Tradução: Dead Head. Donde el silencio Mora.
Tradução: Jimmie Chicken Shack. Silencio desde el mal.
Tradução: Living Sacrifice. Silencio desde el mal.
[Hot Topic Edition track] These are the lights in heaven burning out, you see Your walk with your invisible man ran short When you realized that there
Don't wake me up, let me stay in bed (Weekend's over) Don't wanna work, can I call in dead (No way under!) What happened to you ? Now take a look at
had a house on a rock I turned around and it had gone to rot All that was left of me were walls of doubt I asked a question but the world returned with silence
End of days Conclusive in many ways Burned out and jaded My blood has become feeble Strength has escaped I have been shred by rusty blade My armor has
laugh to the sky I start to dream again Where is my life When will I be again Am I betrayed I start to cry of fear Yeah! Dead, forever dead
In this world silent rain falls All is cold, you can't save me The black wings of grief Are carrying me Walk with me through the dark Towards the morning
your waking up Manipulated mind by the life What she sees is what you live You are subject to die! Your life burns in a dead silence... You're already
I can't take this anymore I won't fake that I'm your whore Stand up and please stop whining We can't go on Brainwashed and dead by silence The time has
the night And touched the sound of silence. .And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like
stars, December days Can I please sit and shine inside your light? Will your love find me? Climbed upon the hill as you turned to sand Your dead ashes
watch me bleed memories Trapped inside this house with me It's haunting The day I grew into this ugly boy This place to call my home is dead to me And
streets. Feeds the need, of the decayed rotting means. The fires breeds upon, the weary young. Evil tales, sold his only son. Life no longer fills the need. Dead silence
into the streets Feeds the need Of the decayed rotting means Fires breeds upon The weary young Evil tales Sold his only son Life no longer Fills the need Dead silence